Flood of emotions...

Last night I made my first trip back to the floor I was on as a patient in the Huntsman Cancer Hosptial. It has been almost eighteen months since I was a patient there and I experienced a flood of emotions I didn't expect; these emotions were so strong I was brought to tears.

When asked what I felt, it was difficult to put into words. I was asked if I was scared? No; that was not even an emotion I felt the morning I went in for surgery. I learned when Amy was on her mission to New York that if I was afraid, I did not have faith. Knowing the Lord knows best, I trusted in Him completely.

I felt overwhelming gratitude that I am cancer free, humility that the Lord watched over me, comforted me and wrapped me in his protective arms. I felt a little helplessness, knowing my life here on earth was in the hands of the Dr. and nurses. I was watched over by my Savior...so I knew that whatever happened, I'd be okay. I felt gratitude for my family and friends who supported me and prayed for me; EVERY prayer was heard and answered.

I am deeply grateful.